letras.top
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

letra de sirens - king marie

Loading...

[verse 1: king marie]
he just want a girl that’s got his back
and imma be the one to wear his flag
need a girl that’s looking for a clide
and imma be his only ride or die
he my down boy, and i’m his hood girl
and he ride around all day, and i hold him down
he need a girl that’ll never leave his side even if them sirens start to play
imma ride, imma ride, cause he don’t act like other guys
let me tell you bout my x n-gga
he always trippin off that liquor
and everytime he get mad
he swinging at me like a bat

[chorus: king marie]
in my dreams, we get away
every night ask the lord to here me pray
pray his life or mine won’t end today
hoping for some change, there’s a better way
but for now
we riding round the city with our windows up
boy you riding with a rider who ain’t changing up
riding past them haters, chuck the duces up
riding till the sirens chacing us

[verse 2: quincey white]
black bandana, black 10, black glock
color [?], we ain’t have a lot
b-tches ain’t a rider, b-tch should be a rider
an unloyal hoe, i never had that problem
see you n-ggas ride, i’m an outlaw
me against the world, can do without yall
picture me rolling while i hit them up
so i lay them down, i don’t give a f-ck
[?] imma pray for him, cuase i’m [?] up
gone off the weed and the henesy
creep when we ride on our enomies
had to channel my inner 2pac, n-gga
thug life, playing hoes like a jukebox, n-gga
walk in the club, all eyes on me
got them watching like the [?] , n-gga
never switch on my n-ggas like bishep unless you more b-tch than my b-tch, b-tch up
back of the pick up, lift up
then the black bag zip up
might call a hundred bloods, call a hundred [?], might call a hundred f-cking crips up
but there’s no need, it’s me and king marie, new bonnie and clide, don’t get it mixed up

[chorus: king marie]
in my dreams, we get away
every night ask the lord to here me pray
pray his life or mine won’t end today
hoping for some change, there’s a better way
but for now
we riding round the city with our windows up
boy you riding with a rider who ain’t changing up
riding past them haters, chuck the duces up
riding till the sirens chacing us

letras aleatórias

MAIS ACESSADOS

Loading...